If you're here, you could be there.

The fundraiser for the porn company launched. Dave anonymously committed $5 just so it wasn't empty. I did my taxes for the nonprofit in the morning, argued with more wrong people online, but finally dragged myself out to rehearsal. I thought I was going to be a few minutes late, but it turns out I was very early instead.

It was a little awkward rehearsing Cell Block without Charles there, not the least of reasons being that the other dancers kept trying to change the choreo. Charles is very laid back for a choreographer, so I don't imagine he's going to care, but it was strange. Also, in trying to do the jazz split at the end, I pulled my hamstring *again* and collapsed on the ground. I was limping for the rest of the day when I wasn't dancing.

We rehearsed more during the lunch break, but I had an extra hour and a half. I meant to go to Wal-Mart and buy flea collars, but realized on the way there that I didn't have my wallet with me. Lord. Instead, I ate too much at home, watched drag race, and iced my leg. Got back just in time for the other rehearsals. They went ok. Hamilton in particular is getting much better for the others. The highlight of rehearsal, of course, was someone's Chihuahua sitting next to them while they worked out. Another highlight was talking to John about his WWRY shirt. Apparently his best girlfriend played Killer Queen in the US touring company. And apparently I've heard her sing, since she was also in the first tour of Hairspray. Jacqueline B. Arnold. Now I'm desperately trying to find a copy of her singing A Kind Of Magic.

Bryan was home when I got there, but he hadn't been invited to the party, so I didn't say anything. Got changed, grabbed my bunny ears, headed off to the pool party. Most people were drunk and/or naked when I got there, and *everyone* loved my ears. A few people tried to steal them. A guy named Candy took a particular shine to me. He spent a lot of time making out with me, which was only awkward because I wasn't really there for that. Not with one person, anyway.

Paul asked me to put on my music, but Candy was really into the music he was playing, and I'm never looking to force someone out. When he did finally finish playing his and I was able to plug mine in, Ryan came up to me for the rest of the night at nearly every song playing to gush about how much he loved it. The young drunk twinks were very very drunk, and a couple fights almost broke out.

The party ran out of booze, as parties with a bunch of twinks who don't bring anything often do. Ryan and Aaron had asked for a ride home earlier in the day, but disappeared by the time I went home. Not sure if they went home with McEwen instead or what.

Went to Brunch with Leeper, co-worker John, and a few other boys. Passed some young homeless folks on the way there with a puppy, but they didn't ask for anything, so I didn't give them anything. Several mimosas later, we decided to head to Betty's. This time I stopped on the way, gave them $5 to take care of her. Her name is Dakota, and she's amazing. Gave them $5 more dollars, offered to buy them food. Stopped just short of inviting them to stay with me.

We had a single drink at Betty's, walked around the Farmer's Market, and we were gonna go to Babycakes, but my stomach started rumbling, so I went home. Tim was there when I arrived, I took a nap. He was gone when I woke up, so I browsed around online. A meth couple hit me up, so I went and topped both of them. They also had a dog, though apparently a very unfriendly one. He never barked at me, but did give me a million side eyes. I made him a makeshift dog bed out of some blankets, topped both the boys, then left. Billy also invited me over, but I was tired enough that my dick wasn't working. Billy is massive, so rarely gets to bottom, and I'm not, so I rarely get to top. Oh well, I guess we're both sticking with our strong suits. I came for him, then went home and slept poorly.